I have to say that Chen Yuhao was really great. He could not only predict the ghost's sudden attack, but also had a method to deal with it.
The two spike throws were really accurate.
Feng Chunsheng told me secretly that Chen Yuhao was the kind of man who could smell ghosts. This kind of person was at the top of the ghost business. A lot of big shots asked them to help.
Then, he pulled me aside and said, "Do you know who Chen Yuhao is?"
"If I knew, would I also ask you?" I said.
He told me secretly that he actually didn't know what Chen Yuhao is, but looking at those two spikes, he knew a little.
I asked what was so strange about the sticks.
Feng Chunsheng said "Of course, those sticks were part of the Thirteen Methods of the north Ma family. There were a total of thirteen sticks, of which twelve represented twelve terrestrial branches, and the final one, called the 'soul-suppressing spike', could break any sneaky evil in the world. It was very powerful."
I asked him what the north Ma family was.
He glanced at me and said in an incredulous tone, "Boy, you do not know about the north Ma family, and you're in the ghost business?"
I said, "Can I not rely on Yin and Yang Tattoos to make money without knowing the Ma family?"
He said not knowing of the north Ma family was just like not knowing the four kings of the Chinese showbiz.
He said that there were two great gods in the ghost business.
The first was the southern Mount Maoshan Faction. Everyone in it was highly skilled in ghost suppression.
The second was the northern exorcist Dragon Clan Ma family. In terms of ability, they were not inferior to the Mount Maoshan Faction.
Any evil spirits, seeing members of these two families, would flee quickly.
I said, "When am I going to get that reputation in the ghost business?"
"To get that kind of reputation? When your business is doing very well. Don't even think about it yet," he said indifferently.
This thought had been on my mind; I wanted to the famous in the ghost business.
Then, I asked him, "Why are the people of the Ma family surnamed Chen?"
He shook his head and said that the Ma family were all surnamed Ma, and he'd never heard of them receiving outsiders as disciples. This Chen Yuhao was probably a disciple of a master in the Ma family, but that wasn't for sure.
He said that even if the Ma family had accepted a disciple, they would not have passed on to them the ghost-suppression implements of the Ma family, the Thirteen Methods.
Finally he denied himself: "He might not be associated with the Ma family. Forget it, just don't say anything. It's a bad thing."
Well, if he didn't want to talk about it then never mind. In any case, Chen Yuhao's performance today was really eye-opening.
He and I returned to Lei Qiaoqiao's side.
At this time she was wiping away her tears.
Why was she wiping her tears?
In fact, I knew. She was sad for stabbing me with a fingernail.
I advised her not to be sad. In fact, it was nothing. After all, she hadn't stabbed of her own volition.
She was still very sad. She said she would've killed everyone if it weren't for me.
In fact, she was right. If she had killed Chen Yuhao, we would have all died with him.
But it was nothing. I advised her to stop crying. First we had to go upstairs to look around and settle the things here.
Feng Chunsheng said, "Yes, this person had to get sick if he lived in this coffin room for a long time. The Yin qi is too heavy."
In fact, the air in the first floor was OK, but when we went to the second floor, the cold air was very heavy.
When I stepped onto the second floor, I could feel coolness, just like the frost in a freezer.
I asked her, "Qiaoqiao, when you last came here, did you find anything unusual?"
This villa held so many unusual things. She had a lot of courage. A person who came there was not afraid of anything.
She said that the last time she came there, her mind was focused on how to put her things in an eye-catching position in this villa. She did not consider if it was strange or not.
Feng Chunsheng helped her and said: "Shui, don't blame her. Some time ago, this house should not have had so many strange phenomena."
"Why?" I asked him.
He said, "Very simple. Because the last time she came over, Chen Zhixin wasn't dead."
He said that when Chen Zhixin was still not dead, this room still had the breath of people in it. Now that Chen Zhixin was dead, the breath of the living was gone, and the room was filled with the breath of a ghost, so it was very cold.
As for the paper men in the doorway and other strange things, normal people would not notice to them.
I nodded and continued to lead Feng Chunsheng and Lei Qiaoqiao into the second floor.
As soon as I got to the bedroom, I saw a man hanging from the ceiling.
He was hung up high from two iron chains.
The man's skin was badly beaten; the muscles were twisted. His body was smoked yellow. The skin, covered in blood, had dried up, and yellowish pus was flowing out from where it cracked.
This man was Qiaoqiao's ex-boyfriend, Chen Zhixin.
Chen Zhixin was hanged in the bedroom.
Feng Chunsheng glanced at it and said, "Alas. This man really harmed himself."
Feng Chunsheng looked at the bed, and then immediately smiled and said that this was a case of Yin people, half living and half dead. Yin people were neither completely dead nor alive. He had seen this before in Xiangxi.
He pulled aside the quilt, revealing the true nature of the bed.
Half was made of planks, half was a mattress. Half was stiff, half was soft.
He walked up to the wooden part and out reached out a finger to knock on it. It made a hollow sound.
Thump.
"Is it empty?" I said, pointing to the plank.
He smiled, "I already know the truth."
Then he kicked the planks down fiercely.
Bang.
A gap opened, and there was a person inside.
It was a woman, a woman in a red Chinese wedding dress.
He laughed, "Chen Zhixin really was married, but it was a Yin marriage. He was married to a dead woman."
How did he get married with a dead woman?
He said that in Xiangxi and in the Miao territory, Yin marriage was popular.
For example, if the children of a family suddenly died, some rich people were reluctant to bury them. They would find a sorceress to preside over a Yin marriage for the daughter or son.
The other person of the Yin marriage usually had no money. The parents would usually give them a lot of money to have them marry their dead children.
He said, "Yin marriage is very evil. Chen Zhixin's wife, in fact, was a dead woman. She never lived from marriage, lying in the box under this bed for several years."
I nodded and said to Lei Qiaoqiao, "No wonder Chen Zhixin said he couldn't divorce her."
"This woman's family must have been very rich. They were sure to have found a sorceress to make a blood pact with Chen Zhixin. If Chen Zhixin dared to take women home, that female ghost will appear." He pointed to the ceiling and said, "Well, this is the result of his betrayal of the blood pact. He's hanging from the ceiling."
Lei Qiaoqiao shook her head and said, "I killed Chen Zhixin?"
"Killed him?" He spat on the ground. He said that they generally also knew that making a man or a woman stay with a corpse all their lives wasn't reliable. So they just prohibited him from bringing other women home.
She immediately shed tears and said that if she hadn't come to this villa, Chen Zhixin may not have died.
Feng Chunsheng smiled coldly, "Don't forget, in these two years he was just playing with you. If I do say so, this love was just a word to him. If you love someone, you love deeply. If abandoned, one mustn't harm themselves. Chen Zhixin knew you and he had no future, but he still cheated you for two years. If not for your reaction, he would have continued to cheat you for several more years. He was a scumbag."
I stuck up a thumb, "Ouch, Brother Chun, you're still such an affectionate person."
I now also thought of her nursery rhyme, "There is a bride in my neighbor`s home, she died first, but the neighbor`s home was thriving. The matchmaker introduced the bride to the host of my neighbor, then they started their wedding."
The bride was already dead, so how could she still enter the bridal chamber? Obviously this was a Yin marriage; a corpse and a person being married.
"The wedding hall is bright, the bride and bridegroom live a long life together." This nursery rhyme said both sides of a Yin marriage signed the blood pact. Everyone had to observe the stipulations.
As for these two nursery rhymes, it was a Yin marriage. It was naturally miserable, and sounded a little terrible.
Only Lei Qiaoqiao unexpectedly fell in love with a man who had a marriage contract. Alas.
I shook my head. It was a pity, what happened.
We thought it was over, and we turned to leave.
Suddenly, I heard a muffled thud.
When we turned around, we found that the bride lying in the wooden box unexpectedly sat up. Her eyes opened, looking at us, and the mouth cracked open into a laugh.
Wasn't she nailed by Chen Yuhao's sticks? How could she move?
Feng Chunsheng, Lei Qiaoqiao, and I looked at each other. Things weren't so simple. We started running. We didn't take even two steps when something tripped us.
I looked down. A mass of hair stretched out from beneath the bed. The strands of hair bound our feet; we were tied down on the ground.
Heehee.